Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from the UAE and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fuzztones,
Ronan,
UT,
Pharoah Sanders,
Magazine,
The Vogues,
E-Dancer,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Style,
X-102,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
Au Pairs,
The New Christs,
Maurizio,
The Black Dice,
The Monochrome Set,
Donny Hathaway,
Grauzone,
Minor Threat,
Soft Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
The Busters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Prince Buster,
Altered Images,
Tom Boy,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
Morten Harket,
Davy DMX,
Fatback Band,
Man Parrish,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Clarke,
Urselle,
Mary Jane Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Royal Trux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Pus,
10cc,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Intrusion,
Patti Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crooked Eye,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.